The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

You dream of the river, not as a body of water but as a living, breathing entity of silver and mud that has swallowed the bones of your father, Thomas, and the memories of a war that never truly ended, leaving behind only the damp, rotting smell of iron and lilies that clings to the cobblestones of this ancient, stone-walled city where the shadows stretch long and thin like the fingers of...

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